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in this life lie hid more thousand deaths: yet death we fear, that makes these odds all even.-DUKE, III., 1.

What king so strong, can tie the gall up in a slanderous tongue?-DUKE, III., 2.

King Richard the Chird.


Ah, that deceit should steal such gentle shapes, and with a virtuous visor hide deep vice!-DUCH. Act II., Scene 2.

As well the fear of harm, as harm apparent in my opinion, ought to be prevented.-Buck. II., 2.

All unavoided is the doom of destiny.-K. RICH. IV., 4.

An honest tale speeds best, being plainly told.-Q. ELIZ. IV., 4.

A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse !—K. RICH. V., 4.


By a divine instínct, men's minds mistrust ensuing danger; as, by proof, we see the water swell before a boist'rous storm.-3 CIT. II., 3.

By his face straight shall you know his heart.— HAST. III., 4.

Be not ta'en tardy by unwise delay.-STAN. IV., 1.

Be brief, lest that the process of thy kindness last longer telling than thy kindness' date.-Q. ELIZ. IV., 4.

By the apostle Paul, shadows to-night have struck more terror to the soul of Richard, that can be the substance of ten thousand soldiers, armed in proof, and led by shallow Richmond.-K. RICH. V., 3.


Conscience is but a word that cowards use, devis'd at first to keep the strong in awe; our strong arms be our conscience, swords our law.-K. RICH. V., 3.


Fearful commenting is leaden servitor to dull delay. -K. RICH. IV., 3.


God is much displeased that you take with unthankfulness his doing; in common worldly things, 'tis call'd-ungrateful, with dull unwillingness to repay a debt, which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent; much more to be thus opposite with heaven, for it requires the royal debt it lent you.-DOR. II., 2.


Harp not on that string.-K. RICH. IV., 4.

Heyday, a riddle! neither good nor bad! what need'st thou run so many miles about, when thou may'st tell thy tale the nearest way?-K. RICH. IV., 4.


I run before my horse to market.-GLO. I., 1.

I clothe my naked villany with old odd ends, stol'n forth of holy writ; and seem a saint, when most I play the devil.-GLO. I., 3.

I would not spend another such a night, though 'twere to buy a world of happier days.-CLAR. I., 4.

In peace my soul shall part to heaven, since I have made my friends at peace on earth.-K. Edw. II., 1.

I would not grow so fast, because sweet flowers are slow, and weeds make haste.-YORK, II., 4.

If! talk'st thou to me of ifs ?-GLO. III., 4.

I'll play the orator, as if the golden fee, for which I plead, were for myself.-BUCK. III., 5.


Jocky of Norfolk, be not too bold, for Dickon thy master is bought and sold.-K. RICH. V., 3.


My counsel is my shield; we must be brief, when traitors brave the field.-K. RICH. IV., 3.

My heart is ten times lighter than my looks.-SUR. V., 3.

My conscience hath a thousand several tongues, and every tongue brings in a several tale, and every tale condemns me for a villain.-K. RICH. V., 3.


None can cure their harms by wailing them.—GLO. II., 2.

No more can you distinguish of a man, than of his outward show; which, God he knows, seldom, or never, jumpeth with the heart.-GLO. III., 1.


Often did I strive to yield the ghost: but still the envious flood kept in my soul, and would not let it forth to seek the empty, vast, and wand'ring air.— CLAR. I., 4.

O momentary grace of mortal men, which we more hunt for than the grace of God! Who builds his hope in air of your fair looks, lives like a drunken sailor on a mast: ready, with every nod, to tumble down into the fatal bowels of the deep.-HAST. III., 4.

O Thou! whose captain I account myself, look on my forces with a gracious eye; put in their hands thy bruising irons of wrath, that they may crush down with a heavy fall the usurping helmets of our adversaries! make us thy ministers of chastisement, that we may praise thee in thy victory! to thee I do commend my watchful soul, ere I let fall the windows of mine eyes;

sleeping, and waking, O, defend me still!-RICHM. V., 3.

O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me !— K. RICH. V., 3.


Pity, that the eagle should be mew'd, while kites and buzzards prey at liberty.-HAST. I., 1.

Princes have but their titles for their glories, an outward honour for an inward toil; and, for unfelt imaginations, they often feel a world of restless cares; so that, between their titles, and low name, there's nothing differs but the outward fame.—BRAK. I., 4.

Pitchers have ears.-Q. ELIZ. II., 4.


Sorrow breaks seasons, and reposing hours, makes the night morning, and the noon-tide night.-BRAK. I., 4.

Small herbs have grace, great weeds do grow apace.— YORK, II., 4.

Short summers lightly have a forward spring.-GLO. III., 1.

Since you will buckle fortune on my back, to bear her burden, whe'r I will, or no, I must have patience to endure the load.—GLO. III., 7.

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